8. Mai. 2010, 0:48
I'm getting over an infection in my throat. My dad's dying of cancer. I'm graduating high school and moving over a thousand miles away. Everything's changing. I'm going out on my own, with very little to fall back on. It's terrifying and depressing and motivating and exciting and painful. I hope I'm ready. If I'm not... I'd better get ready. No turning back until the job is done.